Went for nice Korean with my brother, thought about T while picking at bits of meat with chopsticks, drove past Quality Inn on the way to Trader Joe's so my brother could get some stuff he wanted, thought about the other one. Mostly, Trader Joe's didn't have the stuff my brother wanted, T called while I was there, laid multiple anxiety bombs, probably a good person to do that to at the moment, only so anxious one can really be.

Home again, feeling overfed, thinking about going out for a walk, maybe going for martinis.